Trip 2: What's Supposed to Happen With Your Husband the First Night of Your Marriage?

Disclaimer: Don't own KHR

A/N The main plot starts from chapter 11 so you can skip from chapter 3 until 11. Chapter 3 to 10 are really just like daily stuff with a bit of foreshadowing.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!"

I am sorry Fatty, I didn't know that it was my "dear fiancé". If I did, believe me, I would never, never, never dare slap him even if you say that you'll give me your entire fortune.

Oh, by the way, your spits flying just made a new record. Congratulation sir.

"What were you thinking? You just ruined your perfect acting of being frail in front of him by fake fainting! (I didn't act, I really fainted.) Why did you slap him afterward!" Fatty yells once again in my face with his loud high pitched voice. His face all twisted up with anger.

But in my eyes, he looks as if he's having a hard time trying to squeeze his poo poo out of his butt hole. Eww! I think I just disgusted myself…

"Woman! Are you listening to me?!" maybe it is because of my 'I am in Lala land' face, Fatty grabs me harshly by the collar and shakes me wildly.

"I am sorry." My dear God, I think I am going to puke now. His breath smells just so… so… amazingly monstrous.

"Hn! If you aren't going to marry this Vongola bastard, I'll already have you taste my special torture combo!"

"Yes, I am sorry…" -as if!

"Tch! And don't you dare mess up the marriage, you hear me? Wait, never mind this one. Don't you dare mess up the first night of your marriage. I want you to hold him tightly in your palm."

"Yes, I won't make any mistakes again." Old pervert! You want me to use my body?!

"Good, now go away. I don't want to see your face."

Well that's convenient, because I am the one who don't want to see your face the most, old geezer!

This night, images of a slapped Giotto (by me…) keeps appearing in my dream. The worst about it is that whatever the scene is, he always shows me his swollen red cheek (what?! I hurt him that bad?!) and then looks at me with a hurt expression and his eyes would be all teary.

For example, there is this time when he is talking to G and Asari, showing me his back. Then as I approach them, a dramatic background music (WTF?!) plays up and everything seems to move in slow motion.

He slowly turns his head to my direction, making his golden hair fly up in the air, drawing a beautiful arc under the sun light that appeared out of nowhere.

You know, the typical shampoo ads where the girl or guy turn his/her head to look at you and make her/his hair fly all over the place? Yeah, that's how he looked.

And that's not all. Just like I said earlier, he has teary eyes, trembling lips, and the red left cheek that I slapped him.

Now, just imagine him like this combine together with the shampoo ad thing. Yeah, now you have it, that's how it looked in the first scene of my dream.

There is also this one, still with a Giotto back facing me talking I don't know what to his two buddies.

Then, the light suddenly goes out and it is pitch black.

I know you can guess what happens next. I know you can! Because this is so common in every movie, drama, anime, ads, whatever that everybody should know what will happen when the light goes out! That's right! A ring of heavenly glow shines from… I don't know, the heaven maybe, upon the teary young man who turned to face me with feathers coming down and a sad piano melody playing as background music.

He closes his eyes and sighs out softly (heyyy! I'm the person who wants to sighs the most, okay?!). Then, a drop of tear slowly rolls from the corner of his left eye and trace a shiny line on his… red swollen left cheek that has a clear hand mark… with this, he looks up at the light with a pained face.

At this precise moment, Fatty dressed as a judge appears and points at me with his fat finger. He screams in his high pitched voice: "OMG you just hurt that pretty boy's face! Now he can't find his true love anymore! You'll need to take responsibility! I condemn you to stay with him until the end of your life to repay the damage you caused!" As for Giotto, he just looks straight at me smiles sadly.

There are still plenty scenes like these two afterward. What I want to say is that… dude… I know that it is my bad for slapping you… but… YOU DIDN'T NEED TO APPEAR IN MY DREAM LIKE THIS MAKING ME ALL GUILTY!

The next morning, I wake up at dawn, which would never happen at normal circumstance. But after this long dream filled with teary Giotto everywhere, I just want to escape it.

"Fatt- I mean, Father, I would like to apologize to Mr. Vongola for yesterday." At dinner, I tell Fatty my plan to escape this horrible feeling inside my chest called guilt. I know that this dream is because my subconsciousness is feeling bad. So the only way to feel better is to go and apologize.

See? What a good polite girl I am.

"No." Fatty says between a cup of wine and a big fat chicken leg (I now know where his fat comes from).

"Why not? I mean, he would have a better impression about me, right?" Did I hear wrong? Fatty just let go a chance to make me seduce Giotto?

"Because you'll be marrying him in two days."

"…" Oh, I see. So that's why he refused my proposition, because the marriage is in two days. Awesome! Simply marvelous! And how come I don't know about it? This is my marriage! Wait, that's not the point… let's me restart… I AM GOING TO FREAK*NG GET MARRIED IN TWO DAYS! AHHHHHHHH~!

In these two days, I don't know how I passed them (but I am very clear that every night is my time to meet the frail little Giotto… every night!).

Everything just seems to go whoosh!, and here I am, dressed in this frilly, puffy, luckily very light and super beautiful white dress with a white veil hiding my face, waiting to be called by the priest (maybe it's Knuckle) and go meet my dear husband whom I slapped days ago. Kof, kof.

Anyway, it was quite a surprise though when I saw myself in the mirror this morning after all the preparations done.

I don't want to be like those cheesy drama where the main girl character is going to get married and she's all 'OMG I am so pretty, I didn't know I can be this beautiful, I can't even recognize myself'. But I really do think that I am beautiful at this moment… scratch that, I need to admit that never in my 21 years of existence I was this good-looking like now.

This morning, I seriously didn't recognize myself. In the huge mirror in front of me, the reflection of a woman (sigh… yep, no longer a carefree girl now…) in a white wedding dress stands before me (with a very stupid face, you'll know why later).

A golden sparkling (not the 'I'mma blind you to death' type of sparkle like Fatty's house does) band around the wideness of my hand wraps up my hips diagonally and forms a big rosette with its two long ribbons going down till my feet level. I don't know what others think, but this bow is my favorite part of this dress. It looks like a big butterfly resting on me, and I like butterflies. It is as simple as this.

Then, my second favorite part of this dress is how the ribbon separates the lower part made of white veil that would reflect lights (if there is any). The reason why I like it is also because the veils are arranged to look like a blooming flower… inversed of course. If not, that would be a disaster.

Because of how the front is made, the behind is composed of different layer, which is just of my liking. A white smooth satin is made as the lowest layer of the dress. In the front, it reaches till my toe if I wear a high-heeled shoes, but at the back, it is long… very, super, duper, extremely long to the extreme (hi there, Ryohei!).

The satin is mainly used as the trail with some veils on top too. Personally, I think that this is just a waste of money. I mean, using satin as a wipe cloth?

But this is not using my money, and these Mafia dudes are full of money, so never mind.

The only part of this dress I don't really like is the top. I don't know how to say this, but I always get the feeling that it might actually fall down. I mean, it is a décolletage! And not to say that I never dressed a décolletage before!

My chest and shoulder don't like being exposed like this! They don't like it! They seriously don't like it! And what'll happen if I trip and walk on the dress and then pull it down?! What'll I do?! That's what I told Fatty, but he only said "no", and that's the end of discussion. Sigh… anyway, this part is made of satin too.

I need to admit, this dress is really to my liking… although I would like to change the upper part.

Anyway, the maids pulled me down right after I put on the dress to put lot of makeup on my face. I am telling you, when I say a lot, it is seriously a lot. They literally buried me alive in the powders.

Then, because I constantly sneeze non-stop, they washed it off a little bit. Only a little bit.

When they finished, I looked at the mirror and almost fainted. There is a dead white faced woman with two bloody red cheeks and also blood red lips dressed in a beautiful wedding dress.

Wow, that was a pretty good Halloween disguise, a dead bride, perfect to scare people off. But in an actual wedding, all it will do is to make the groom run away screaming like there is no tomorrow… or literally make him have a heart attack.

Believe me, I am convinced that Giotto would definitively run away screaming bloody murder if he see me like this. No kidding there. Screw the peace making with the Roven Family, he's going to marry a ghost!

So to prevent this from happening, I told the maids to get this monstrous makeup off my face. Of course, they refused.

Then, I said that they sucked and that I am way better. After a while of nagging them non-stop for I don't know how long, they finally got angered and accepted.

Of course I am good at makeups. I worked about 6 months in a beauty shop… as a janitor… But that's fine. Even if I never put on makeup on anyone, not even myself, I can manage. Like they say, even if you never saw a pig, you should have already eaten one. I definitively believe that I can do way better than these five maids. And it proves that I am right.

After I finished, they all stared like idiots at me as if I have three eyes or something. Then, one of then finally showed sign of being a human after I don't know how long that I thought they felt asleep with open eyes and mouth: "Miss… you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen…" And I replied her with a smile.

Then, I stand up and put on the shiny high-heel. Just to say that I never put any high-heel on in my world before. I find them extremely uncomfortable and I can walk in them. It's literally like I walk one step and fall twice.

Anyway, when Fatty knew this, he immediately sent me two tutors to teach me how to walk in these demonic shoes. After about 2 weeks of intense high-heel walking training (with lots of 1-2-3 1-2-3 shouting in my ears), I finally manage to walk in them without falling miserably… that is, if you would ignore the speed. It takes my about 2 minutes to walk a 10 meter distance. But it is just fine for the wedding, so Fatty let me go.

Anyway, I stand up on a small chair like thing and look in the mirror. What I saw in it made completely speechless. And that's how the stupid face came… yeah…

I guess that a normal bride would now be really happy. But I am not a normal bride. I am merely a tool. So I can't say that I am happy about this wedding at all. Hey, I am going to kill my own husband, do you really think that I would like to do this?

Actually, I thought about telling all Fatty's plans to Giotto, but it seems that I can't do that anymore… Yesterday, this damn old geezer called me to go see him. Then, he told me with his smirk that almost froze my blood: "don't you dare try anything funny against me like telling your dear husband my plan. If you do, I'll make your dear 'Mother' suffer the consequence. And don't worry; I have my own way to keep an eye on you, my dear daughter."

He really knows how to manipulate people, doesn't he? Knowing that I would never let Mrs. Greenhill be in danger because of me, he used this to completely control me. And he also knows how to control me well too, for he added another line: "If you succeed in killing him, I'll let you go with that woman that you love so much. So if you want to be free, then finish the job." So now, I am merely his living puppet.

The weeding song begins, and the door before me opens. For an instant, my feet almost tried to turn away and make me run away from this place, but I stopped myself in time.

I can't do this. Mrs. Greenhill is waiting for me to save her. I breathe in silently, and slowly give my arm to Fatty, to my supposed "father", to the man who pulled me in all of this.

The marvelous melody continues to play, and I set foot on the red carpet, leading me to Giotto Vongola, my soon-to-be husband, the man that will create the strongest Mafia family of the world, the ancestor of Sawada Tsunayoshi… and also the guy I slapped by mistake who appeared in my dreams constantly in tears making me all guilty for it.

Well anyway, I just hope that his face is fine, because I certainly don't want to be accused to have hit my husband.

But back to the topic, I arrive below the stairs to the altar, Fatty lets go of my arm and go to take a seat. I look up, but can only distinguish the back of the man I am going to kill, enveloped in the soft light of the afternoon sun.

I stare at this silhouette for a moment, but just as I think I need to go up now… I just notice my legs are shaking so hard that I can barely stand. Whatever I may say in the past few weeks to brainwash myself, when the real thing comes, I still can't bear it. This is bad…

I look nervously at my surrounding to try to get any possible help. But it only make it worst. There is Mafioso everywhere!

Never mind! I'll just run up to the altar and finish this stupid wedding as fast as possible!

But this proves to be a mistake, because on the last stairs, I tripped…

I tripped! No! The dress's gonna fall and everyone here will see my naked butt!

No, actually that didn't happen. Giotto caught me just in time. And he caught me in such a position that it looks like he is turning to greet me like a good loving husband to others.

But his guardians who are present all muffled down a giggle… even Alaude, who's in the shadow, had a smirk on his lips. And it seems like that they are not the only one who noticed. Right now, I can feel a murderous glare pointing directly on my back. It is Fatty's.

I think that I am blushing right now… scratch that, I am definitively blushing right now. And how Lampo is trying to hide his laugh is not helping me. How I want to smash him in the face! Inhale, exhale… girl, violence is no good~ he's just a brat, ignore him, ignore him.

Anyway, Knuckle begins the long ceremony.

I don't know, but I am kind of sleepy at a certain moment.

You may ask how come she can sleep when the most important ceremony of her life is going on?! If you really want to blame someone for it, go do it to the guy beside me. It is all because he won't let me sleep a proper sleep that this is happening right now!

But luckily, the sun guardian notices this and suddenly exclaims something with a loud voice, making me almost jump out of my skin.

"Giotto Vongola, do you want to take Elleira Roven as your wife, to cherish her…" not good, my eyes are getting blurry again… ugh… I want to sleep… my feet hurts… Knuckle-san, Knuckle-sama, all mighty priest Knuckle, please hurry up…

"Yes, I do." I hear Giotto says calmly without even looking at me. Sigh… Giotto, I don't know why you are doing this, but lying is no good, and above all you are lying to God.

"Elleira Roven." Oh! It's my turn now. "Do you…" OMG… again with the long text? I am sorry, but this is just taking so long… I… am so sleepy…

"Elleira Roven, would you uswear to stay beside Giotto Vongola until death set you apart?"

"Yes, I do." That… was what I would like to say so that I can finally go to sleep. But the moment Knuckle asks me this, something in my brain just went "crack" (and my sleepiness ran away screaming with its arm wavering all over the place).

The church is so silent now that I can only hear birds signing outside.

No, actually, I can only hear my heart beating like a crazy automatic hammer hitting on my chest. It is beating so hard that I fear it might jump out of me.

Usually, when your heart is beating fast, the body should radiate heat too. But right now, the extremities of my limps are all freezing as if they were in icy water moment ago. And to make it worst, I begin to shake uncontrollably once again and it is harder to breath for me with each passing second.

Fatty, your killing glare stabbing at my back is not helping either.

That's right; I am going to literally marry a stranger, and not to say that this stranger is right now the Mafia boss of the second strongest family in Sicily. And even he will be kind at me doesn't mean that his guardians will… the proof of this; Lampo is still trying not to laugh out! What the heck is wrong with this dude! What's so funny?! My face?! You wanna a photo of me, you damn brat?! Kof, kof… calm down, calm down.

It seems that Giotto noticed my uneasiness, because he just holds my hand now… I mean it, like right now.

That was the first time a male that's not of my family hold my hand... and he's my husband. OMG-OMG-OMG! My head is gonna explode now! My whole body is trembling so hard now that I think I seem to be jumping to others.

But… *squeeze*

That's right, Giotto will definitively protect me. I'll need to find a way to tell him Fatty's plan without the latter knowing and get him lent me help to rescue Mrs. Greenhill. He is not a cold-blooded person. I know that I can trust him, and I will. And this is just because of his little reassuring squeeze on my hand.

And… thanks for stopping my shaking, I appreaciate it that you made me stop looking like a psycho to the guests.

"Miss Roven?" Knuckle asks me in a whisper.

I turn my head to the man beside me. To my surprise, he is already looking at me with his comforting amber-gold eyes. But anyway, I give him my sweetest smile and turn back to Knuckle.

"Yes, I do."

I am sooooooo x infinity + 1 time tired! It's taking like forever to end the wedding.

No, actually it ended with me throwing the flowers, but what's long is the party after. And believe me, it is boring as hell, annoying as hell, useless as hell, fake-smiling everywhere as hell, buy one get one free as… wait, what was that?

But anyway, luckily Giotto let me go sleep first when he see my eyes close a bit. Aww~ that was so sweet of him~!

Don't be mistaken! I am not in love with him or anything! It's just that I am a bit moved by how he cares for a stranger like me.

And speaking of Giotto… you guys know about what is supposed to happen when we finish to say "I do", right? Yes… it's kiss! Kyaaaa~~!

Just kidding. There is nothing to kyaa about at all. He just kissed his own hand. Yep, you hear it right, he kissed his hand.

When I said the "yes, I do" thing, Knuckle smiled at me and told us to kiss. Well, this is the normal pattern for this type of wedding, but for me, it felt like a thunder just truck my head.

That… would be my first kiss…

Then, before my mind can actually recover from the shock, Giotto put his hand on my face and approached me in slow motion. Just as his lips are about to touch mine, he whispered in a low voice that only we can hear: "Don't worry."

In an angle that the audience can't see, he put his thumb on my lips and kissed it.

Yep, that's how it happened.

So now, Maria and I are going to my bedroom guided by a butler like guy. We walk in silence in the huge mansion of the Vongola HQ. Then, arriving in front of the designed room, I wave off the butler without saying thanks. That was really rude in my opinion, but Fatty told me to act like a lady… which means to look down on the servants. Seriously, how's that supposed to look like acting like a Lady?

Well anyway, after he left, I went into the washroom and took a long relaxing bath. After, Maria and I go in the sleeping room, and… "WAAAAA! THAT BED LOOKS SO COMFYYY~~~!" Yes, I am sorry. That was me.

Anyway, the moment I see this huge, sparkling, magnificent, best suited for jumping on bed right in front of my eyes, my previous sleepiness are all been kicked out by me with them screaming "ahhh~!".

I look in a suspicious manner at my surrounding. Good, nobody is here except my darling little angel Maria.

In the hallway… nobody either. And I think that Fatty, Giotto and his guardians should all still in the party right now… which means that… nobody will come and surprise me now… hahaha… muahaha…. MWUAHAHAHAHA~!

I quickly pull up my nightgown till my tight and attach them in a way so that they won't fall down. Then, with a loud "BANZAI" scream, I pounce on the bed in a very ungraceful manner. But who cares? It's only me and Maria here!

"Yahooooo! THIS… IS THE… BEST BED…FOR… JUMPING… I HAVE EVER… SEEN IN… MY LIFEEE!" I scream loudly to my obviously petrified cute little angel between my mad jumps, making the bed creak.

"M-miss… I-I mean… Mrs. V-Vongola… please don't do this… If Mr. Vongola comes in and see you like t-this… he-" Maria says nervously with teary eyes while trying to stop my movements.

But who am I? Why would I be scared of someone who's not even here? And not to say that not jumping on this adorable bed that literally screams to me "miss! Please jump on me!" is a crime! How can I cruelly refuse to this invitation?!

Back in the Roven family, I couldn't jump on my own bed because Fatty and his buddies are constantly watching me, and I don't want them to see me like this.

But now! I am in the Vongola! So there is nothing to worry about! Even if the Guardians accidentally found me in this crazy woman state, I still have Giotto to help me!

"Who cares about him?! Maria! Come jump with me! Wuhooooo~! Ahahaha! Banzai!" My hair is flying all over the place, but I don't care either way! This is just so fun! I jump so high!

Then I suddenly stop all my mouvements much to my cute little Maria's relief. But how wrong she is! That's right! I want to sing and dance now, and that's exactly what I am going to do!

"Ole! Ole, ole, ole! Ole! Ole~! Wuhooo!" Ah~ this is just so fun! "I want nobody nobody but you! *clap, clap* I want nobody nobody but you! *clap, clap* Nan dareun sarameun sirheo niga animyeon sirheo, I want nobody nobody, nobody nobody~!"

I spare a little glance at Maria, and I see her looking at me with wide open mouth and disbelieve eyes. She just so cute like this!

Well then, what am I going to sing now? Oh yes! "I believe I can FLY~~~~~!" My jumpy session once again begins, "I believe I can touch the SKY~~~!"

Actually, the "I believe I can touch the SKY~~~!" part is how I would like it to be. But in reality, it became "I believe I can touch the SKAAAAAA~~~!"

Yes, it ended with an ugly "skaaa!" sound from me just like the squeaks of ducks.

But this is not what's on my mind right now. What is on my mind at this moment is… Giotto is standing at the door and staring at me with disbelief.

Yes, you guessed it right; the reason why the beautiful "sky" became "ska" is because of the sudden intrusion of my dear husband.

Good evening everybody. I am Elleira Evergreen, the newlywed wife of Giotto Vongola, the super handsome man who has tons of fan girls on his trail in my world. My current situation consist of me being frozen like a statue in a weird Egyptian dance pose on the bed that's going to be the place where my husband and I will do XXOO. But that's not important, because right this instant, my soul is flying away from my mouth.

This… is just so embarrassing!

"…" That's him, still staring at me.

"…" That's me, in the "soul escaping the body" state and in the Egyptian dancing pose.

"…M-Mr. V-Vongola…" that's Maria, who managed to wake me up.

"Dear~! What are you doing at the doorway? Don't stand there like this! Come in! Come in!" I jump off the bed and run to the blond man and pull him in with me, all the while detaching my nightgown.

Is it too late to try and turn away his attention?

"Sir, my lady! If you would excuse me!" Maria runs off after I blink my eyes like crazy at her. Good, she managed to escape.

"So… hum… eh…" OMG, what am I going to say now? That I am sorry I jumped like a mad woman, danced like a psycho and sang like an idiot on the bed? No way! Ahhh! That was just so embarrassing!

I feel my head sink lower a bit more with each passing second.

"It's fine. But try not to be this loud next time." Giotto strokes gently my head with a smile as I lift up my chin to stare incredulously at him.

It is not the kind of polite yet distant smile he showed me at our first official meeting. This one is a warm one.

"Okay, sorry for the disturbance." Aww~ he is just so kind and understanding!

"It's fine, I didn't hear much in any case." He stops stroking me and remove his white wedding jacket.

"Really?" Does that mean he didn't hear me scream like an idiot?

"Yes. I arrived here when you told your maid to jump with you." He turns around to smile at me before walking toward the washroom's direction.

It is me or… I just saw an amused glint in his eyes?

"…" But wait… when I told Maria to jump with me… that was… the very beginning… sigh… you know what? Never mind all of this. I'll just see what happens next and do.

This time, I wait for him calmly on the bed without further craziness of mine. No kidding, I don't want him to see me like this ever again.

After a while, he comes out of the washroom while drying his hair that is still dripping wet with a white towel.

One drip of water falls down and lands on his collarbone, then it rolls down under his shirt. This… is a very beautiful handsome guy after bath scene. Arg! I think there is something trying to come out of my nose! Wait a minute… this sounds so wrong! Just to clear up something, it is not my snot that's trying to come out, it blood.

Anyway, I cover my nose with both hands and force myself to look away from him. Violet will certainly kill me if she knows that I just saw one of her favourite anime male characters in blood and flesh coming out of his bath.

Now, there is only the two of us in this huge bedroom. In normal circumstance, I would be really nervous and afraid. Like mom said, men become wolf when they are with a woman in a closed space, especially if there is a comfy bed beside them.

But this is Giotto we are talking about. I seriously don't think that he'll jump on me with his tongue out and screaming something like "I want you" like those pervert.

But it seems like I am mistaken, because seconds ago, he approached me and grabbed me by my shoulders, pulling me close to him until our face are merely inches apart. This happened so fast that I didn't have time to scream. And when I realise what the heck he just did, he made my head go "Kaboum!" with only four words: "Elleira, I want you."

That… was so ironic. Mom was right! Men are all the same! So without thinking further, I kick at his knee the hardest I could, punch his stomach then to add a final touch, I slap him once again.

Just kidding, who do you think I am? A karate master? I can't even manage to make a puppy listen to me. So how do you think I can actually do all of the stuff I imagined above to a real Mafia boss, and not to add that this boss have an inhuman hyper intuition?

The reality is that I am staring at him like he just had another head grown out. Sigh… if he want to XXOO me, I can't even manage to hurt him. And here I am, thinking so naively that Giotto, the ancestor of the Dame-Tsuna, would be just like the latter and blush whenever he touches the opposite sex.

Obviously I am terribly wrong. Giotto is a true Mafioso, not some to-be Mafioso kids playing around naked while screaming "Reborn!".

So I just close my eyes and sigh in defeat, waiting for whatever is going to happen to me.

"I am sorry."

Ha? What did he just say?

"I am sorry for scaring you."

What does he mean by this? Isn't he going to attack now instead of talking nonsense?

"You see…" Giotto releases my shoulders and scratches his head in a nervous way with a deep red face. That's the first time I see him like this. "T-they told me to say this. I was against it, but Daemon said that if I don't, then it'll make me look like a wimp. And G said that it is what must be said. And Lampo said that it is man. And Knuckle said that it is more extreme. And Asari said that it is more romantic. And Alaude said that… actually, he didn't say anything... sorry..."

I stare at him in disbelief. Is he explaining to me? I mean, he didn't do anything wrong, but he is apologizing to me. And his blushing face is just so cuteee~! But wait, there is something really important I need to confirm.

"You're a virgin?"

"…Yeah…"

Perfect! Wait no! That's not how you think it is! I am not going to jump on him or anything! It's just that I think that we can make a deal like this. But first, "Hum… can I just call you Giotto?"

"Ah? Sure! And… can I call you Elleira?" He looks surprised for an instant before going back to his calm mode as if the previous incident didn't happen at all. As expected of the founder of Vongola.

"Yep!" well then, let's begin with the deal. "Giotto, you see, we are both… virgin." Ahhh~! That's just so embarrassing to say~! "And whatever others may say, this is a wedding without love. I don't know what you think about it, but I don't like it." I pause for a second to see his reaction. So far so good, he is not angry. "What I want to say is… It'll be better if we… you know… d-d-do it a-after we… f-fall in l-l-l-love..." I am blushing, I am definitively blushing! "R-right now, we are like complete strangers. So… you know…"

"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking." He continues for me with his usual smile on the face. "But your father is right next to us, and I think that he want to hear us doing… it."

"What?!"

"Don't scream! This room is not very soundproof."

Ugh! This fat perverted old pig!

"So what are we going to do now?" don't tell me that we are actually going to do it just because Fatty is here?!

"We fake it." Giotto replies me with a small sneaky smile on his lips, and then drags me toward the bed.

That's… a super good idea! Why didn't I think of it earlier?

"Elleira, we are fine as long as we whisper like this."

"Oh! Okay!"

"And… feel free to… moan if you want…" Arriving right in front of the huge bed where I made a fool of myself on, Giotto mumbles with bright red cheeks.

"What? What are you- kyaaa!" Before I can ask him what he means by that, he pulls me down and gets on top of me, extinguishing at the same time the candles provide the light.

And it proves that he is absolutely right, because right now, I am "Nnnnn… G-Giotto… ahhh~! L-lower… nnnngh~!" making these not Elleira like at all noises.

I can't believe that he managed to make me moan like this. Seriously, his hyper intuition is just awesome!

"You like it?"

"Yeeeeshhhh~! A-ahhh! Fuuuu~"

I know you guys are thinking perverted things! I know it! But you are not the only one who needs to go reflect on your no-pure thoughts, because between my moans and Giotto's comments, we can barely hear other noises from outside the room. Barely, but still audible.

Yep, you guessed right, it is my perverted "father" who's eavesdropping on us. But Giotto said that his guardians are also here, somewhere outside listening to us acting. I can't hear them though. This just shows how better the Vongola is compared to the Roven Family.

Anyway, just to clear something up, I am moaning because dear hubby is giving me the best massage I ever know of. No we are not doing XXOO, so those of you who actually thought that… please go and reflect yourself facing the wall.

"Elleira, they are still there." He lowers his head and whispers near my ear.

"Hum? Who? Father or your guardians?" I manage to whisper back without moaning again.

"Both."

Why aren't they going back already? Seriously, what's wrong with people these days? Well anyway, complaining is a matter, but we still needed to convince them what we are doing now is really XXOO and not a massage.

"Okay Giotto, let's go to the next step."

"Next?"

"Yes, next, we jump!"

Everybody understand, right? Jumping will certainly make the bed creak, which is a simulation of XXOO-ing. And just to make it look even more realistic, I screamed something like "no! I don't want this anymore~!" or "I can't take it anymore" or "It hurt! Please stop!". And then Giotto would in his turn (fake) console me.

And so, that how I lead the composed, serious, very boss like Vongola Primo into jumping on the bed just like I did previously. It is not as crazy as I did before though.

What's supposed to happen with your husband the first night of your marriage? We jump high! That's what's supposed to happen!

A/N I am sooooooo happy I got this many reviews that I had the energy to write fast (it takes me usually months for one chapter). So here it is, the second chapter. And just by the way, if any of you who read this have fun ideas, please feel free to tell me so… because I am really, seriously short on fun stuff. Anyway, I don't really like this chapter, it's not faunny at all.